This defeat is a victory We're burning out, we're fading away We're waiting for the world to save itself 'Cause nothing is built to last We're writing our epitaph So reset and start again 'Cause we all know how this ends Before long we'll be dead and

Nothing can stop you now Like a ghost rider Haunting that wilderness road There's a shadow on the road behind There's a shadow on the road ahead Pack up all those phantoms Shoulder that invisible load Keep on riding north and west Carry all those phantoms

You are the lovers rock The rock that I cling to You're the one The one I swim to in a storm Like a lovers rock And in all my life I am in the wilderness You are in the music In the man's car next to me

I turn to you oh my precious Jerusalem Risin' up from the heart of the desert In wilderness In desert lands Deny your prophets their passion and treat them like fools Risin' up for Jerusalem Building up old Jerusalem I've gone beyond But there's no life

Out in the wild, all on my own Out in the wilderness Leading me out of the cold But leading me out of the cold Out in the cold Lone wolf's calling Lone wolf walks beside me He feels no fear or pain Hey, I am the voice of your anger

Home at last Oh Angela it's a long time coming They raise you up just to cut you down When you left this town, with your windows down And the wilderness inside Let the exits pass, all the tar and glass 'Til the road and sky align The strangers in this

Living respectful And learn from the trees To the vision-come-true I enter a galaxy rising And I land on this Brown and green old place Whose wild is giant trees Trees so strong

Come in, she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form And if I pass this way again, you can rest

All the way down the Telegraph Road A long time ago came a man on a track Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back And he put down his load where he thought it was the best Made a home in the wilderness He built a cabin and a winter store And he

Wilderness of mirrors Where would you rather be? Anywhere but here When will the time be right? On the edge of sleep, Anytime but now I was drifting for half the night Anxious and restless, Pressed down by the darkness